After the ruthless killing of chickens and monkeys, these people were still hesitant, but now they have been completely cowardly, Chen Mo has no interest in continuing, and waved his hand and said, "Leave for Shaolin tomorrow, and the antidote will come slowly." ”

On the first day of December, the sky is as blue as water, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the green dragon soars in the nine skies.

In the past, the incense was prosperous, and the Shaolin Temple, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, which was full of worship, had lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and the Shaolin Temple had refused to worship pilgrims a few days in advance, and made every effort to deal with the upcoming martial arts conference.

In fact, the senior monks of Shaolin scolded Chen Mo half to death in their hearts, it was just a rumor that the rivers and lakes were not credible, but after the abbot received a letter from Bai Xiaosheng, his body shook twice, and he said dejectedly, "If you want to go down, you will say that Shaolin invites the world's heroes to participate in the martial arts conference at three o'clock in December to participate in the grand event." ”

Today, the whole Shaomuro Mountain is full of people with swords and swords, and some people rushed to the mountain just after the hour, these people are not fast on their feet, and they have to leave early in order to participate in the grand event, and of course there are people who sleep halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, before the gate of Shaolin Temple, people in the rivers and lakes gathered here, and Shaolin Temple did not have the idea of inviting everyone in.

As time passed, the arrival of well-known characters or gangs on the rivers and lakes, the conversations, the relationships and the tearing of the people, made this place more and more lively, and they all turned into copper walls and iron walls, and the inner and outer three layers were guarded by countless warriors.

At the invitation of Chen Mo, Duan Yanqing, the head of the four evildoers, Duan Zhengchun, the king of Dali Town, and Gu Mozhi, the teacher of Tubo State, were impressively listed.

As time went by, the hour was getting closer and closer, and the Shaolin abbot also came to the gate with the Shaolin monks to meet with the representatives of all parties (this is a sense of déjà vu... ）。

Buzz! Buzz!!

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping and shaking the earth.

All the warriors on Shaomu Mountain looked into the distance, first there was a faint black line, like a tide from the sky, and it didn't take long for this black tide to turn into a large piece of black pressure, as black as ink, like a black cloud floating towards Shaomu Mountain.

"Listening to the sound coming from the ground, there are at least two or three thousand people in this team...... Who the hell is this, there are only more than 300 people from the beggar gang today. An experienced warrior lay on the ground, listening intently to the trembling of the ground, and changed color in shock.

Judging from the sound of the ground trembling, there are obviously not a few martial artists with this ability, but all the dart masters who have been darts for more than ten years are all the best among them, so in an instant, the sound of gasping can be heard everywhere.

And the people who are outstanding in their eyes can see that most of the people in the team are evil demons and outsiders on the rivers and lakes, and there are ordinary people who are caught in it, and the people who can see themselves as righteous people secretly frown, not knowing what the other party is planning.

At this moment, a voice roared into everyone's ears, "Abbot Xuanci, Bai Xiaosheng is here to visit." As the words fell, a huge team parted from the middle, and two people in white clothes came out in line.

Ben's Xuanci Zen staff in the reception of the people in the rivers and lakes lightly touched the ground.

Choke!

A roar of gold and iron!

"Amitabha, I don't know where Chen Shi Xingshi moved the people?" Xuan Ci asked loudly.

"Coming to collect debts for others."

"Amitabha!" Hearing this, Xuan Ci pronounced the Buddha's name, and at the same time put his mind at ease, about the matter of taking the lead brother, although he was ashamed of the innocent people back then, after all, he moved for the Central Plains martial arts, and he was deceived by others, but the heart of serving the country with a fist can not be faked.

At this time, with Xuan Ci and other Shaolin monks as the center, the masters of the major forces of the righteous path are gathering towards them under the power of the left path forces, and an old man with gray hair shouted: "Abbot Xuan Ci, why bother talking nonsense with this group of evil demons, today is nothing more than a bloody battle, even if the blood is splashed on the spot, it will not live up to the righteousness of heaven and earth." ”

"Ruan Daxia is reasonable, and the old man admires it very much!" Boss Wu looked at the white-bearded old man, stroked his palms and laughed: "It just so happens that my Vulture Palace is here today to support justice, uphold the righteousness, and come to Shaolin to repay the blood debt!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned, and the old man surnamed Ruan laughed angrily: "You demons are also worthy of talking about justice and justice?" This is simply the biggest joke that the old man has ever heard in his life. ”

"Ridiculous? If a virtuous and respected monk who has always shown compassion is a great traitor and evil person who regards human life like a mustard behind his back, is stained with the blood of thousands of women, children, and children, and brings havoc to the world. Boss Wu stared at the old man surnamed Ruan: "Do you still think this is ridiculous?" ”

The old man surnamed Ruan rebuked angrily: "Nonsense, the world's ridiculous!" ”

A group of Shaolin monks were even more furious, and reprimanded again and again: "Wu Xindong, you insidious and cunning despicable villain, you dare to slander my Shaolin thousand-year-old reputation today, it is really an unforgivable crime!" ”

"My Shaolin thousand-year-old treasure temple, famous inside and outside the sea, how can I allow the evil villain to blaspheme!"

"Wu Xindong, if you slander the Buddha and slander the Buddha, you will fall into the eighteenth layer of hell in the future and taste the suffering of ten thousand catastrophes."

Among the shouts of the monks, only Xuan Ci's face changed slightly and he was silent.

"Hey, hey!" Duanmu Yuan stared at Xuan Ci and let out a creepy laugh, "It's not us who slander the Buddha and destroy the reputation of Shaolin, it's you monks yourself, hehe!" If it weren't for the conclusive evidence, even the old man wouldn't have dared to believe that the famous generation of great Zen masters was actually selling fame, false pretenses, and coaxing the treacherous hypocrites of the world for decades! Although Duan Mou is also bloodstained with his hands, killing people is not counted, but compared to the ruthlessness and viciousness of this person who kills people without seeing blood, he still has to bow down, and he can only give this big head away! ”

A senior monk of the Xuanzi generation snorted coldly: "With your cultivation of five buckets of rice, three or two crazy words, do you also want to slander my Shaolin name?" ”

Duanmu Yuan sneered, his eyes rolled, and he stared at Xuan Ci tightly: "Abbot Xuan Ci, do you also think that I am talking crazy?"

Xuan Ci's eyebrows were lowered, and his mouth was noisy.

Many righteous martial artists saw that Duanmu Yuan was always staring at Xuan Ci, and laughed strangely, but Xuan Ci was silent, and they couldn't help but be a little shaken in their hearts, could it be that Shaolin really did something dirty and evil?

The Xuanzi senior monk couldn't bear the questioning eyes of many colleagues, and scolded angrily: "Duanmu Yuan, since you dare to say that the evidence is conclusive, why don't you dare to show it?" Why bother with yin and yang's weird nonsense and slander, my Shaolin has always acted above board, and I am not worthy of the Buddha.

"Although he may not be ashamed of the Buddha, he has created evil in the world!" Wu Xindong suddenly clapped his hands, and in the crisp applause, he saw thousands of people in the green forest parting a wide road, and then one person after another came out of it!